Eternity is a word used to describe something. What is Eternity without definitions or labels? Understandably it is impossible to explain eternity without defining it; or is it? Eternity is how we explain something that is immeasurable; specifically time. It is a state of “no” time. Is this somehow similar to space; “no” space? Everything comes from nothing. It is manifested into something but remains mostly nothing. Eternity or “no” time would also be nothing that could manifest into something but remains mostly nothing.
I understand this sounds confusing. I have even succeeded in slightly confusing myself. Let’s put this topic discussion on our list of things to consider. I will expand on this article soon. The season is going to be changing soon. Autumn will soon start in many regions; while in others it may be the start of spring.
I would like to share a poem about eternity. It is dedicated to the change that more and more people are experiencing. There is a shift occurring globally and universally. It is changing how we look at ourselves, our neighbors and totality. Oneness is eternal.
I went walking just the other day;
not really that far away.
At least this is what I had thought.
It was a day early in autumn.
The leaves now freshly colored…
so beautiful… red, orange and yellow.
I can not remember when I last went walking.
There was no true destination;
still I did not linger.
The beauty of that day swept me away.
The birds singing.
The sun shining;
its warmth caressed the soul.
I never thought of myself as a dreamer;
yet here I was dreaming.
Was it really a dream or a dream within a dream?
Our thoughts can lead us astray.
Perhaps we should say; come what may.
Many times I sense something;
I would rather say that I know something; you know it too
There is much more than we; the human, can every be.
Life is not that which I see, my work, my home or me
There are days that seem so dreary.
Then I am reminded of what is known.
I felt the universe experiencing itself.
I was never this person;
although others would have it this way.
They show me, they tell me;
do this and do that.
There are many that insist that they know me.
I am not really me.
I am everything…alive and free.
As I walked, enjoying the sun,
I knew that this was truly the one.
I was flying with the birds as they sang.
I was whisked away as a leaf in the wind.
Floating, twirling, and dancing the song of life.
I can not say how long I walked.
I can although say; that I enjoyed an eternity that day.
Best wishes to everyone